"See, told you!" George pointed to a woman on a horse in a field with a camera around her neck.

"That's Linda, on the horse over there." Ringo said.

"Stay," Linda told her horse, steadying her camera. A few birds were standing on a tree stump, quiet and still as rocks. "Almost... there..." She had her eyes set on it through the camera lens. Everything was set. She had never cropped photos because she always took the photo she wanted. Getting the right photo took time for a perfectionist like Linda.

"Even from here, she's gorgeous." Paul gazed.

"Aw, Paulie's in love." John teased.

"Shut up. You can't deny her beauty."

"Of course I can, I'm married!"

Paul rolled his eyes.

"See ya, Paul!" Ringo said as the three walked off.

"What-"

"We thought about leavin' you and Linda alone and get to know each other!"

"You-" Paul groaned, scaring away the birds and ruining Linda's picture.

"No!" Linda turned around to find out who made the noise. And there she saw him.

Paul stood there as his doe eyes grew large. "Oops..." Great. She hates me already.

"Hi." was all he could utter out. "Uh, sorry about the birds."

Her horse slowly stepped closer toward Paul. Linda pulled the reins back a bit, telling the horse to stop as she hopped off. "It's fine." She smiled. "I did want to get a good picture here, though."

Her horse walked off without her, into the middle of the field of daisies.

"Hey, y'know that's not too bad of a picture."

Linda looked at her horse standing there in the field of tall daisies. "It looks... perfect." She began to focus her camera on her horse.

"Just like you."

Linda looked away from the camera with a light chuckle. "You're funny. I like that." She got back to the picture, taken with a light snap!

"Got it."

"If anyone ever asks, tell them you set your horse there, had to wait for the daisies to grow, and it took seven years just to take that picture."

"You have a rare sense of humor, you know that?"

"You have a rare perfection. You're pretty serious about photography, aren't you?"

"Heh, cameras are practically my life. It means a lot to me."

"You have a certain way for everything. Even the way you hold it, you have a specific way."

"I guess I do. But, that's because-"

"It's because you care about what you do. You make sure the picture's right, you make sure of everything before taking a picture, which other people think are simple. You want the picture to be perfection. Some people just thoughtlessly take a picture, and just go with it. You aren't one of those thoughtless people."

Linda stood there in awe for a moment. "Uh- wow, I guess I never thought of it like that."

"Can we, uh, meet again sometime?"

"Um, sure. Just, uh, call me," Linda pulled out a pen and paper, writing down her number and handing it to Paul.

Turned out they were both awestruck, as one didn't know what to say to the other.

"I'll call you." He smiled.